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Welcome back to Sister Louisa's Daily (G)rantings. Every day leading up to Easter Sunday, Grant Henry, owner of Edgewood hotspot CHURCH (it's a bar!), will provide us with one daily rant/affirmation. Check out the previous installments here, here, here, and here.

All of this will lead up to Church's annual fellowship of the queers and weirdos - Easter Sunday Celebration - featuring DJ Vicki Powell with special guests, Mark Louque (NOLA/Ptown), Rich King (Snaxx/Easy NYC), and Bendito (Mary's ATL).

FUCK FEAR!

If I had a proper kitchenin either CHURCH ATL or ATHthen I’d be proudly serving upsome heaping helpingsof delicious smoked chicken wingsand I’d most likely name themMARTIN LUTHER WINGS, JR..

I love-love-loveMartin Luther King, Jr.and the peacefulexecutions of his dreamsthat he had in life.

If I had spaceon my back patiofor a little coffee shop,I’d have to name itROSA PERKS.

SISTER LOUISA’S CHURCHOF THE LIVING ROOM& PING PONG EMPORIUM…COME ON IN, PRECIOUS!was born out ofa play on words,…friends and I one nightdoubled-over laughing,probably drunk,and dreaming of ideason how we could be paidto just be ourselves.

“WHO would name a bar “CHURCH”?”jaja j a ja(Well, I did go to Seminaryand I always dreamedof opening an all inclusive Church.)

“You can’t callONE Ping Pong tablean Emporium?”(Yes I can!I grew up playingafter-school ping pongin the gyms of the schoolsthat my Dad served as principal inand I love the word “emporium”.)

“Who would include “Come on In, Precious!”in the title of their business?”(Me?All my life I’ve been humorously growling“Come on in, Precious!”!)

The freedom in lifethat I enjoy todayis partly a backlashof the restraintthat I was forcedto grow up withwhen I was a child.

I was reared a pleaser,to not offend anyone,to not really saywhat I was thinking,and for God sake,if I approached the linebetween truth and absurdity,I could laughto myself about it,but NO WAY IN HELLcould I actuallysay and/or dowhat I was thinking!

Next time you wussiesare sitting arounddrunk and giggling,and find yourself thinkingthat your ideasand your passionsare funny and allbut you couldn’tACTUALLYcarry out your wildestauthentic dreams,take it a step further,don’t stop.

When we stop there,we are stopping at fear.

Fear of rejectionfrom our familyand/or our workplaces,fear of our own greatness,and fear of societaland/or political repercussions.